Sat beside a window,
Wrapped in misery,
She the crowned princess,
Sole heir to a king,
The king so humble and kind,
But this show lasted only beyond the window.
Behind the window , He roared.
The queen was no less than a sheep herself.
And , as you wonder about the princess.
She gazed at the window,
For a hope , disguised as a prince taking her to distant land of Love and Peace,
On his black carriage.
With her soul liberated so free,
She turned around Her just to see Peace and Happiness.